Remember the old Reese’s commercial where the guy with the peanut butter slams into the guy with the chocolate and something brilliant is born?  A while back, I selected two favorite books from my bookshelf, Maybe, Maybe Not  by Robert Fulghum and Let’s Explore Diabetes With Owls  by David Sedaris.  I collected five random phrases from each and arranged them into a ‘found’ poem, alternating their distinct voices in what became an intriguing, almost philosophical discourse.


Ten minutes later,
I was back and we picked up
where we had left off

I did not intend
to lose him to promotion

“Gentlemen, you will remember
that you sent us to the great king,”
I told them,

but I felt uncomfortable
and sidelined by what I knew
of left-wing politics

and a fog of anxious dread
began rising
out of my spiritual swamp

Was he the bravest of them all
or wasn’t he?

A displaced person literally
does not know which way is up,
because there is no true north

I remembered experiencing
the same disquieting sensation,

however, I couldn’t give up;
too much was on the line

“It’s your loss,” I called,
and a great cloud of steam
issued from my mouth

(The regular type is Fulghum, and the italics are Sedaris.)

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  1. Tippy Gnu June 3, 2018 / 9:10 am

    Strangely intriguing, but the main thing I got out of this was a craving for a peanut butter cup.

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    • Just Joan June 3, 2018 / 12:35 pm

      Thanks, Tippy. Hey, at least it got you out of your Cheez-It rut. I have no idea what it means, but I can picture these two very different authors, maybe at a hotel bar, having this conversation. And me overhearing a snatch of it, pondering the context while I sink my teeth into a Reese’s peanut butter cup. 🙂

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  2. philipbrockman June 5, 2018 / 12:28 am

    I too am impressed at how uniquely you’ve generated the scene. I’d be that waiter, towel draped from the arm, the other carrying a tray of Reese’s for the patrons.

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  3. L. T. Garvin, Author June 6, 2018 / 8:44 pm

    What an interesting interplay between the lines! I like your found poem, Joan. I’ve only done this once with blackout poetry with minimal success, but I like the artsy page, lol. What a lovely way to blend from two favorite books. I surely remember the Reese’s combo. I love those things, can’t even buy them and have them in the house, I’d go crazy!

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    • Just Joan June 7, 2018 / 10:22 am

      Thanks, Lana. Maybe I should call these Forrest Gump Box-o-Chocolate poems, because you never know what you’re gonna get. These authors are about as different as two people could be. One is a Texan dude who eats chicken-fried steak and goes line dancing. The other has a boyfriend named Hugh, watches One Life to Live, and worked for a season as an elf in Macy’s SantaLand. Reese’s are the bomb, but my hubby has developed a peanut allergy so they’re a no-go at our house now. I saw a t-shirt a while back that combined two favorite sayings: “What Would Jesus Do For a Klondike Bar?” 🙂

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      • L. T. Garvin, Author June 7, 2018 / 12:15 pm

        Oh, I need that Jesus shirt to wear here in the Bible Belt, LOL. Those two authors are very different indeed. I don’t mind a good chicken fried steak when I’m carb splurging, but I’ll leave the line dancing alone and crank up the classic rock! 😀

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  4. K E Garland June 9, 2018 / 7:32 pm

    This is pretty cool Joan. There’s a reverse poem going around on social media about self love/self worth and I thought of you immediately.

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